What She Needs

by Danyiel Nicole

  “Um . . . uh . . . Nadia, I’d like you to meet my girlfriend Alicia.” Heath says yanking me to my feet. “Alicia, this is Nadia.”

  She looks at me with her eyes narrowed. “Hello Alicia.” She says almost cat-like.

  “Hello Nadia, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” I say as happy as I can manage.

  “Please excuse us,” Heath says, “we were just leaving. Alicia,” he says looking at me, “darling, if you’re ready.”

  I nod and we head to the doorway of the living room.

  “Heath,” his mother calls out. “Why are you leaving? Nadia just got here.”

  He turns and scowls at her. “Mother, you know exactly why I’m leaving. How could you be so deceitful and invite her here knowing that I was bringing Alicia over for dinner? And you,” he says turning to face Nadia who looks slightly intimidated, “you were probably in on it, too. What other reason would you show up in that dress and those heals to my mother’s house for a dinner this casual? We haven’t spoken in years and my feelings for you, after all this time, are still the same. I don’t love you anymore and I won’t ever love you again.” He turns to face his mother again. “And you wonder why I don’t come to visit.” On our way out he hugs Mr. Stansbury and I shake his hand. “Uncle Richard, I’m sorry I can’t stay but I’m sure you understand why. We’ll do dinner before you leave.” Mr. Stansbury nods and gives him a disappointed look, then looks at me at me, and smiles. “Good night everyone,” Heath says and we are outside in a millisecond. He opens the car door for me then gets in and pulls off. I turn to look back as we are leaving and his mother is standing in the doorway.

  When we are on the main highway, I break our silence. “Heath, what was that all about?” I ask.

  “Ha! Alicia, don’t act like you didn’t just experience one of the most uncomfortable nights of your life.”

  “Heath, I lost my mother and father without having a chance to say goodbye. I can deal with your ex-girlfriend and your mother.”

  “Well I can’t. You’ve done no wrong to her and she shouldn’t treat you like that.”

  “So what’s the story with your mom and Nadia?”

  “My mother was a model . . . well, she still is, she just does mature modeling, and Nadia is her friend’s daughter. You see, my mother thinks that she has total control over Ada and my life in aspects of what we should do for a living and who we should be with. Once she gets an idea in her head she will not stop until she sees it all the way through.”

  “So why were you so mean to Nadia,” I ask curiously.

  “Because, Nadia doesn’t love me . . . she never loved me; she just wants to be a St. James.

  Oh.

  “I’m not being funny when I ask you this, but what’s so great about being a St. James?”

  He looks over and smiles at me. “Money, power, prestige. That’s why I love you so much, you don’t care about any of those things. You just want plain old Heath; you’re the first woman, ever, that wants me for who I am.”

  I chuckle. “Well I’m glad that I don’t have to prove that to you.”

  Changing the conversation, I ask him what he wanted to do for the rest of the weekend since the company officially opens on Monday and we won’t be seeing as much of each other. Since it’s getting late, we decide to go back to his place and watch TV without having sex and plan a picnic tomorrow.

  When the car falls silent I start to doze off. I’m honestly tired from all of the sex we’ve been having.

  Once I’m in a comfortable sleep, I’m suddenly awakened by a tug on my nipple; it makes me moan.

  “Heath, you don’t play fair,” I say sleepily.

  “We’re in the middle of a bet. Real gamblers don’t play fair, they play to win.” He says with one hand on the steering wheel and the other caressing my nipple waking up a different part of my body with each stroke. I sit up in my seat and reach over to grab his erection, and to my surprise it is hard and bulging against his pants. My mouth starts to water and my little lady swells and moistens.

  Why did I make this bet?

  He starts to roll his hips so that I feel him growing against my hand, turning me on with every thrust.

  “Can I suck it?” I ask caught up in the moment.

  “Sucking is sex. You can suck it but you have to be willing to forfeit the bet,” his voice is husky.

  I shake my head and keep stroking. I don’t want to lose, who knows what he’ll make me do. He continues to stroke and pull on my nipple for a little while, then he suddenly stops leaving me wanting more. I look over at him to see him gauging my reaction out of the corner of his eye.

  He’s doing this on purpose, but two can play this game. I put my arms through my spaghetti straps, kick my shoes off and take off my romper, throwing it in the back seat. I can hear him breathing so I know I have the advantage right now. I unhook my bra and throw it in the back with the rest of my clothes and then slide my panties down my legs and throw them out of the window. I let the seat back and put my feet up on the dashboard. Luckily the highway is dark and we seem to be the only car on it.

  This will surely win me the bet.

  “Alicia, what are you doing?” Heath asks his voice still husky but just above a whisper, as if he is trying to control himself.

  “Playing to win,” I say as if I’m doing something normal.

  He runs his fingers lightly between my breasts, down to my navel, then across my stomach continuing south until he reaches my little lady, gently pulling on my clitoris with his forefinger and thumb making my body tense. He gently brushes his finger across it and that is when I notice how swollen and wet I am. He inserts his finger in my mouth. “Suck,” he says in a voice I’ve never heard him use. I do as I’m told because he sounds so hot and sexy. “Tasty, isn’t it?”

  “Mmmmm,” I moan and nod against his finger.

  He takes his wet fingers out of my mouth and begins to make circles around my nipples with his index finger. “Too bad I can’t taste it, because licking is against the rules. Alicia, your body is so addicting I feel like I have to have you all the time. I need you. It’s too bad that you think I only want you for sex, but I’ll play your game, love.” Out of nowhere he sticks two fingers in me then starts to move them around. I’m in the front seat of his Range Rover completely naked. My nipples are hard. My little lady is wet and pulsating, and my dumb ass just made a bet that I knew deep down I was going to fucking lose. I close my eyes to savor whatever feeling he’s willing to give me without having to say I’ve forfeited. When I start to move my hips, he quickly snatches them out. “No!” I scream. “No what?” He asks knowing exactly why I’m saying no.

  “Please . . . don’t stop. It feels so good. I want it. Make love to me . . . here . . . now.” I’m panting.

  “You do realize that if I pull this car over and give you an orgasm you’ve lost the bet.”

  “I don’t care,” I say, “I want to be your love slave. Please make love to me now.”

  He pulls over off the very next exit into the back of an empty parking lot of what looks like a club that hasn’t opened yet. He backs in and lets the window all the way up. “Get in the back,” he says and I do as I’m told. He unbuttons his pants freeing his erection, pulls a condom out of his pocket sliding it down his length and then climbs in the back seat with me. It’s dark but I can see his face clearly. “Are you sure you want to do this?” He asks, rubbing the pad of his thumb across my lips.

  “Yes . . . please,” I whine. My little lady is so wet and wanting, that if I don’t come soon I’m going to lose my mind.

  He lays me across the seat, grabs my legs and spreads them, and then slowly inserts his erection into me, stretching and filling me with his thick long length, relaxing my whole body as he does.

  “Now that you’re my love slave,” he says in that tone that got me hot and bothered moments ago. “You will submit to me in all things sexual. You will give it to me whenever I want it. While we make love, you will call me Sir or
Master. Do I make myself clear Alicia?”

  “Yes,” I say between my harsh breathing.

  He stops and looks me in my face. “Yes what?”

  “Master . . . yes sir.”

  He chuckles at my confused reply. “Good,” he says as he starts to move. “Now, darling, we have to come quick, I don’t want anyone noticing my car and coming up to take pictures. I don’t want to see your glorious body in the tabloids. Come for me.”

  “Yes sir!” I say happy to oblige.

  He lets go of my legs and takes my nipples in each of his hands and starts to squeeze, sending a burning sensation to my little lady. He pumps me fast and my body starts to climb, he notices my body tightening and starts to squeeze my nipples harder. “Let’s give this command thing a try,” he says continuing to stroke me. “Come. Now. Alicia.” And with his words, I let go of one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had. I moan and call out his name as it rips through me like a tidal wave. My body feels numb from my shoulders down. I momentarily feel cheated out of my sex life because I’ve never experienced an orgasm through penetration before I met this sexy specimen of a man. He pulls his condom off and orders me to sit up. He slides his erection into my mouth. “Suck,” he says as he grabs my head and starts to move his hips back and forth. “Oh darling, your mouth is so wet and warm. This feels so fucking good.” He says through his clenched teeth. I grab his erection and start to pump it with my hand as I move my mouth up and down his length at the same time. “Alicia . . . I,” he tries to speak but what I’m doing to him has his mind in complete disarray. I pull it out quickly and spit on it then continue to pump and suck; giving him all I have. “Alicia, I’m about to come darling. Let me pull out.” He groans. Wanting to taste his come, I start to pump faster and let him enter deeper into my mouth. Suddenly I feel a warm juicy burst in my throat, seconds later my mouth is filled with slick salty liquid. I swallow some of it and play with the rest of it around my lips with my tongue as he stares at me bewildered.

  After a moment, he hands me my clothes and then fixes his. Making sure the coast is clear before he opens the door, gets into the driver seat and pulls off. I climb into the front seat once I’m dressed.

  “We’ll continue when we get back to my place,” he says.

  I look at him with wide eyes.

  We’re not finished?

  ***

  I wake the next morning to the smell of hot food. I’m naked except for my panties. Heath had Benjamin make us breakfast and Heath is serving me in his bed; ham and cheese omelet, hash browns and toast. He says he already ate after his workout this morning. I sit up in bed and realize I’m sore everywhere, I feel it when I move. Last night Heath made me come two more times before I went to bed. I never realized how much of an effect sex has on the human body.

  Heath lies down in the bed next to me and watches me eat, occasionally kissing me on my arm or caressing my thigh. His phone rings and he looks at the screen, rolls his eyes and puts it back in his pocket.

  “What’s wrong?” I ask, noticing the frustrated look on his face.

  “She’s been calling all morning,” he mutters annoyed.

  “Who?”

  “My mother, I don’t want to speak to her for a while.”

  “Heath, I understand that you’re upset with your mom. She was wrong for what she did last night, but she is your mother. Trust me when I say you will regret how you’re acting if something happens to her.”

  He sighs, “Fine, I’ll answer the next time she calls.” No sooner than he says this his phone rings again. “Hello mother.” He says, annoyance present in his voice. “Mum you know why I left . . . Well, you shouldn’t have invited her . . . It wasn’t a pleasant surprise. I’ve been telling you for the last two years that I’m not interested in Nadia.” He puts the phone on speaker and lays it down on the pillow next to him.

  “I just thought you would rekindle your feelings if you saw her again,” Mrs. St. James says.

  “Mum, I told you that I’m in love with Alicia.”

  “How can you know that so soon?”

  “Because she accepts me for who I am, mother.”

  “But she’s American. How can you fall in love with an American?” She sounds disgusted.

  My eyes widen and I stop mid-chew to look over at Heath. This lady has lost her damn mind.

  “If I recall correctly, you and dad went through the same thing when you met. My Jamaican grandmother wanted no parts in her son marrying some African gold digger, but he did it anyway despite her wishes. So why are you being so hypocritical? Why is it ok for you two to go against what grandmother felt but it’s not ok for Ada and me to do the same?”

  “Heath, I just want what’s best for you.”

  “Mum, Alicia is what’s best for me.”

  “What about Nadia? You two were so in love.”

  “We weren’t in love. I was in love. Nadia just wanted to be a St. James.”

  “Maybe your little American girl wants to be a St. James, too.”

  “Her name is Alicia,” he informs her looking over at me with love in his eyes, “and if she wants it she can have it. Mother, I have to go, Alicia and I were talking before you called. I’ll call you later.”

  “Ok Heath just be careful with her, you know she’s already been married once,” Mrs. St. James says before Heath hangs up on her.

  “That woman drives me mad,” he says looking at me trying to figure out if his mother has gotten under my skin.

  “She definitely has it out for me.” I laugh. “Why is she so stuck on you being with Nadia?” I say pushing my tray away. I’m so full that I’m sleepy all over again.

  “I honestly don’t know. I think it’s just to make her friend happy or it could be because Nadia is Kenyan like her. Whatever her reasons are I don’t care. Nadia just wants to live life in the limelight and I’m not in the market for a woman who only wants to benefit from me.” He looks over at me intently.

  “Don’t look at me like that,” I snap playfully. “You know I’m not like that.”

  “I know and you have no idea how much I appreciate it.” He stands and takes my tray. “Let’s get up, I’ve drawn a bath for you and we’ll put on some clothes and get our day started. Albert will be over shortly to drop off some blueprints and I want to introduce you to him, then we’ll go hang out for a bit. I know I promised you a picnic but is there anything else you wanted to do today?”

  “No,” I say shaking my head.

  He disappears and in moments he’s back. I climb out of bed and follow him to the bathroom where the tub is filled with water and the smell of white tea and lily bubble bath fills the room. Heath walks toward me and my body tenses.

  “Relax; we’re not having sex right now,” he says. My body physically relaxes and he laughs. “I know I won the bet Alicia, but I’m not going to beat you in the ground with sex. Don’t get me wrong, I want it when I want it, but I know you’re tired from everything that happened last night.” He grabs the waist of my panties and slides them down my legs, tossing them to the side once he’s taken them off. He takes my hand and leads me to the bathtub guiding me in. “Have a seat,” he says in that voice I’ve learned to love from last night. It’s authoritative, rough, and carnal all in one. I do as he says. The water is hot but comfortable and for the first time, I’ve noticed how sore my body really is. My little lady feels like she’s taken a beating, the muscles in my legs are tight and my nipples are singing with pain from Heath sucking and biting on them.

  “Are you getting in?” I ask flirtatiously.

  He smiles. “As tempting as it sounds, I showered after my workout this morning, but I’m going to bathe you, if that’s alright?”

  I nod and ask him to be gentle because I’m sore. He laughs at me but agrees.

  He takes a washcloth and squirts body wash on it then kneels down on the floor and starts to wash my neck and shoulders, using sensual circular motions. I moan as my muscles relax under his touch. He moves to my breasts,
being extra careful around my still swollen nipples, then he washes my stomach and my back. I stand on his command and he starts to clean my lower body.

  “I’ve already explored here and it was remarkable,” he says as he glides the cloth across my sore little lady, stopping at my behind. “While I have control of you, I’d like to explore here.”

  I gasp involuntarily when I figure out what he was talking about. I know I lost a bet but I don’t know about letting him invade my backside. It has only been licked and occasionally fingered, which felt good, beyond imagination, but Heath’s not talking about a finger, he wants to put his length in me.

  “Relax, darling. We’ll go slow, and you’ll enjoy it,” he says, tapping my anus with his finger.

  I nod because there are no words that can describe what I’m feeling. Heath has been so gentle and careful with my body and now he wants this. He’s an expert when it comes to making me feel good, so he might make it worthwhile. I wonder if he can make me have an orgasm while he’s back there. I smile at the thought.

  He rinses me off with the hand attachment from the shower and gives me a towel to dry off.

  “I took the liberty of going down to your place to find something for you to wear since you had such a hard time last night. It’s laid out on the sofa in my room, so go ahead and get dressed. I’m going to change, as well,” he says before he walks out of the bathroom leaving me to dry myself.

  I walk into the room to see what Heath has found for me to wear: a flowered strapless maxi dress, tan denim half jacket, and brown sandals with gold studs. He also got me a tan floppy hat and my Jimmy Choo sunglasses since we’re going to be picnicking today. Once I’m all dressed, I walk downstairs in search of Heath and pass Benjamin on the way down. I give him a quick hug because I haven’t seen him in a while. He tells me that Heath is in the living room with Albert, so I walk in that direction.

  Before I make it to the doorway, I can hear their conversation. “Albert, your irresponsibility cost the company an extra two hundred fifty thousand dollars,” Heath sounds upset.